the soft skin of my stomach, warmth coursing through me like it's summertime. I moan as he finds my lower lips, arching my back and spreading my legs to give him better access.
His tongue is sending sparks of pure electricity right through me, lightening exploding before my tightly shut eyes. I whimper as an orgasm rips through me, all the remaining cold fleeing in a whoosh. His tongue travels back up the center of my stomach, along my neck, finally ending in a kiss. I can taste myself on him, and the heat building between my legs is urgent like I didn't just cum.
His hand is kneading my breast, his fingers squeezing my nipple, as his tongue forces it's way down my throat.
"You sure you're on the pill?" he asks, his voice hoarse and deep.
My eyes spring open, and I'm sucked into the sparkling snowy plain stretching far and wide in his eyes, the sun making my skin glow. "Yes, I'm positive. I just took today's pill while I waited for you."
I scoot up higher on the bed, and watch him take off his jeans, the buckle rattling against the floor. I spread my legs wide, shaking again, but in anticipation of finally getting to feel him inside me. Like it was meant to be.
He runs his cock across my opening, and I'm holding my breath, preparing for him to enter me. But he doesn't and I exhale sharply, digging my nails into his biceps. He does it again, and this time, the head slips in just a little, and I gasp at the softness, the rightness.
"Please just put it in," I murmur. My insides are aching for his presence, the emptiness insufferable.
But he just smiles and runs the head across my opening again. "All in good time, Gail."
It's so close, and yet so far and my whole body is crackling in anticipation, the heat rising between my legs hot enough to cause cramps.
I wrap my legs around his waist and hold him in place, raising my hips a little, slamming my arms against the bed. "I can't wait any longer."
He laces his fingers in mine and leans in for a kiss. I meet his tongue, thankful at least that much of him is inside me. I groan as his cock finally presses in, stretching me wide, entering relentlessly. I dig my fingers into his hand as it finally reaches the spot deep inside. He pulls out, slides back in deeper. The slow penetration is making the room spin all around me. I close my eyes and his cock seems to expand inside me, pushing so deep, it might never come out.
He pulls out, and my eyes shoot open as he thrusts into me faster, harder than before. He's pressing my hands into the bed, penetrating me at full speed, his eyes narrowed, his breaths coming in hard short grunts. The bed is wobbling so hard that I'm propelled right into him with each thrust. I'm whimpering now, because his flesh is so hard and wet inside me, so hot and relentless, so deep and pliant that I can hardly tell where I end and he begins.
The heat is rising in sharp pulses inside me, each longer, harder than the last. His thrusts are all beating against the expanding spot deep inside me, sparks breaking off, forming yet more pools of molten lava. And then they all join, form a lake of heat I can't ever hold back, and I can hear my screams, but all I really know is the heat spreading through every cell inside me, because my entire stomach is on fire, my mind a red hot mess.
He thrust into me one last time, and I feel him cum inside me, gushing against the hot lava yet to subside. He's shivering too, his cock buried so deep I feel it in my chest, his eyes blue like the stormy summer sky.
I feel him soften inside me, but he doesn't pull out, just lies down across my chest and kisses me softly. I'm squeezing against him, because I can't handle the sudden emptiness, and run my feet across his calves, my hands down his back.
"Don't do that, if you're not ready for more," he whispers, right before his tongue enters my ear and I moan, clenching hard against his cock. It's swelling inside me, and I squeeze it again, because I want him to
His tongue is sending sparks of pure electricity right through me, lightening exploding before my tightly shut eyes. I whimper as an orgasm rips through me, all the remaining cold fleeing in a whoosh. His tongue travels back up the center of my stomach, along my neck, finally ending in a kiss. I can taste myself on him, and the heat building between my legs is urgent like I didn't just cum.
His hand is kneading my breast, his fingers squeezing my nipple, as his tongue forces it's way down my throat.
"You sure you're on the pill?" he asks, his voice hoarse and deep.
My eyes spring open, and I'm sucked into the sparkling snowy plain stretching far and wide in his eyes, the sun making my skin glow. "Yes, I'm positive. I just took today's pill while I waited for you."
I scoot up higher on the bed, and watch him take off his jeans, the buckle rattling against the floor. I spread my legs wide, shaking again, but in anticipation of finally getting to feel him inside me. Like it was meant to be.
He runs his cock across my opening, and I'm holding my breath, preparing for him to enter me. But he doesn't and I exhale sharply, digging my nails into his biceps. He does it again, and this time, the head slips in just a little, and I gasp at the softness, the rightness.
"Please just put it in," I murmur. My insides are aching for his presence, the emptiness insufferable.
But he just smiles and runs the head across my opening again. "All in good time, Gail."
It's so close, and yet so far and my whole body is crackling in anticipation, the heat rising between my legs hot enough to cause cramps.
I wrap my legs around his waist and hold him in place, raising my hips a little, slamming my arms against the bed. "I can't wait any longer."
He laces his fingers in mine and leans in for a kiss. I meet his tongue, thankful at least that much of him is inside me. I groan as his cock finally presses in, stretching me wide, entering relentlessly. I dig my fingers into his hand as it finally reaches the spot deep inside. He pulls out, slides back in deeper. The slow penetration is making the room spin all around me. I close my eyes and his cock seems to expand inside me, pushing so deep, it might never come out.
He pulls out, and my eyes shoot open as he thrusts into me faster, harder than before. He's pressing my hands into the bed, penetrating me at full speed, his eyes narrowed, his breaths coming in hard short grunts. The bed is wobbling so hard that I'm propelled right into him with each thrust. I'm whimpering now, because his flesh is so hard and wet inside me, so hot and relentless, so deep and pliant that I can hardly tell where I end and he begins.
The heat is rising in sharp pulses inside me, each longer, harder than the last. His thrusts are all beating against the expanding spot deep inside me, sparks breaking off, forming yet more pools of molten lava. And then they all join, form a lake of heat I can't ever hold back, and I can hear my screams, but all I really know is the heat spreading through every cell inside me, because my entire stomach is on fire, my mind a red hot mess.
He thrust into me one last time, and I feel him cum inside me, gushing against the hot lava yet to subside. He's shivering too, his cock buried so deep I feel it in my chest, his eyes blue like the stormy summer sky.
I feel him soften inside me, but he doesn't pull out, just lies down across my chest and kisses me softly. I'm squeezing against him, because I can't handle the sudden emptiness, and run my feet across his calves, my hands down his back.
"Don't do that, if you're not ready for more," he whispers, right before his tongue enters my ear and I moan, clenching hard against his cock. It's swelling inside me, and I squeeze it again, because I want him to
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